Wednesday, December 31, 2008

oohh..wat a holiday im havinga lot of work to do at homecleaning..sweeping..cooking..do da laundry..all of dat i didnt hav 2 docoz i hav a very hardworking loving n caring momn 2 teenage sisters who r always being bullied by their beloved broso why botherbut dont take myself as da first child for grantedi still hav some chores to deal withsuch as :

go to shop..buy groceries..well i lyke dis task da most..coz i had a chance 2 ride on my father's motorcycle..yuhuu..rempitt..

another work..helping my father at his small "ladang"..haha..

myb u've been wondering wat sort of work i did at the ladanglets start then..wif dis pic

firstly..we checked which mushroom dat hav matured to be pluckedthen..da freshly-plucked mushroom will be brought to da cutting areahaa..dis one big enuff

next..is da cutting tyme..we cut da unnecessary part of da mushroomthe end part will be covered wif wood ashesso we hav to get rid of datafter da cutting process is doneit comes to da playing wif water moment..yuhuuda mushroom plantation should be watered after da mushroom had been pluckedwhy??coz if da matured mushroom got contact wif waterit will not last long..so i would say dat dis little thing called mushroom is fragileso da job in da plantation had finishedgo back inside da housefor da packing processbut we hav to weigh them first100g per packetand dont forget..dont wash da mushroomcoz..i hav said it b4then u will hav a freshly-packed 100g of mushroombest from da farmor in malayTERBAIYEK DARI LADANGso anybody who lyke 2 purchase my homegrown mushroomjuz giv me a calln u will hav it within a dayjuz rm1 per packet

juz after da conversation..i felt a huge relief in my hearti tot my rm500 will be gone wif da windbut no no no..i made it throughnow i have 2 concentrate 4 next year's ausmatn not forgetting da novel review..adoiai..have had done nothing yet ryte now

Wednesday, December 17, 2008

why..sumthing dat we love doesnt last longi luv ice cream..luv 2 eat it during a hot sunny daybut as i lick..lick n lick..it become less..n less..n eventually finishedsome of it melted bcoz of da heat from da suni really hope dat da ice cream wont finish..but no it cant be lyke dat

dats also happen wif our lyfea very meaningful event doesnt last longim referring 2 my last week in da kampungit was a very memorable week..i dunno y i still regretted dat i went homemy body is here but my heart is still there..i still wanna be thereeven theres no astro..no cinema..no maxis coverage*sket2 adela*but theres sumthing more specialmy family..extended familyit was a lot of fun hangin out wif themn sumtymes i forgot dat da world is spinninwhen i was wif them..i really miss da momentdun u guys wish dat sumthing good will not go awayi hope so..but i dun think it can be realisedcoz da world is temporary..ryte??

Tuesday, December 16, 2008

huh..i juz comin back from da cinemawatchin cicakman 2..starring saiful apek..aznil n fasha sandhareviewing dis movie..i would say its rather boring..da storyline is not as gud as da first one..but its more action packedfrom 5 stars..i would rate it 3..da movie is a no good value for money..save ur money 4 something elseif u wanna watch it also..juz wait 4 da next next festive seasonit should be aired on any tv station..trust memalay movie maa..mst tunjuk punya..i would say myb nex yr rye celebration..juz wait n see

A little girl, Tess,went to her bedroom and pulled a glass jelly jar, where she keeps her money, from its hiding place in the closet.

She poured the change out on the floor and counted it carefully. Threetimes, even the total had to be exactly perfect. No chance here for mistakes.

Carefully placing the coins back in the jar and twisting on the cap, sheslipped out the back door and made her way 6 blocks to Rexall's Drug Store withthe big red Indian Chief sign above the door.

She waited patiently forthe pharmacist to give her some attention, but he was too busy at this moment.Tess twisted her feet to make a scuffing noise. Nothing. She cleared her throatwith the most disgusting sound she could muster. No good. Finally she took aquarter from her jar and banged it on the glass counter. That did it!

“And what do you want?” the pharmacist asked in an annoyed tone ofvoice. “I'm talking to my brother from Chicago whom I haven't seen in ages,” hesaid without waiting for a reply to his question.

“Well, I want to talkto you about my brother,” Tess answered back in the same annoyed tone. “He'sreally, really sick...and I want to buy a miracle.”

“I beg your pardon?”said the pharmacist.

“His name is Andrew and he has something badgrowing inside his head and my Daddy says only a miracle can save him now. So howmuch does a miracle cost?” asked Tess hopefully.

“Listen, I have the money to pay for it. If it isn't enough, I will getthe rest. Just tell me how much it costs.”

The pharmacist's brother wasa well dressed man. He had been listening to the conversation of his brother and Tess. He stooped down and asked the little girl, “What kind of amiracle does your brother need?”

He took her money in one hand and withthe other hand he grasped her mitten and said, “Take me to where you live. I wantto see your brother and meet your parents. Let's see if I have the miracle youneed.”

That well dressed man from Chicago was Dr. Carlton Armstrong, a surgeon,specializing in neuro-surgery. The operation, conducted by Dr. Armstrong himself, was completed free of charge and itwasn't long until Andrew was home again and doing well.

Tess’s Mommy and Daddy werehappily talking about the chain of events that had led them to this place.

“That surgery,” Mommy whispered, “was a real miracle. I wonder howmuch it would have cost?”